Sick World

POEM

The world is sick now.
Corona has destroyed the world.

Million people died.
The confusion is attached.

Many ministers of foreign are weeping and embarrassing.
Corona has come as death.

The poverty has killed other side..
On the other side, the life is pitiable.

light is off.
World is sick.

People are sick.
The world is sick and attached with agony.

We are the creatures
to fight against the enemy as conspirators.

                                     Bhorle Hile Parbat